21. Illegally His. [Part 2]
"For real, you say?" he tugs on my earlobe with his teeth and backs me up until my thighs hit his desk. "Are these kisses fake?"
"Aaron," I whimper when his open mouth lands on a sensitive spot on my neck.
"What?" He grabs my hips and I see he’s trying to lift me onto the desk, but I keep my feet firmly on the floor to stop him.
"I have to go, stop delaying it," I try to push him away, but I can’t. "Just give me my kiss so I can leave."
"Alright, I’ll give you your kiss," his lips land on my neck again, this time sucking harder. I bite my lip to avoid screaming when I feel his teeth on my delicate skin.
"It hurt," I complain, bringing my hand to the sore spot when he finally lets go.
"Sorry," he apologizes with a smile, making it clear he’s not sorry at a
